I Sit Troubled : Poem of a broken man

Here I sit a man, deeply troubled.

The weight of my actions sinking in.

Once taken for granted,

Now slipping from within.

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Here I sit a fool, jesting upon a court

deserving of mock’

With only myself to blame

I am losing my rock

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Here I sit a captain, aboard my rocking ship

Sailing through the rough water

I have lost sight upon safe land

Ashamed of the trouble I have bought her

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Here I sit a boy, full of sorrow

Wishing for a second chance

To restore and make anew

With his love of first glance

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Here I sit a Connoisseur, critiquing myself

Looking for ways I can improve

I am striving to be a better person

I offer my soul, I hope that she approves

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Here I sit a man, on a mission

Nothing can come between us

With Daisies in hand

I hope all happens as planned

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Here I Sit a lesser half of a couple

Reunited, Smarter after my mistakes

I promise I will try harder my love.

we deserve better than these heart aches!


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